At her engagement party, her fiancé had betrayed her. She announced she wanted to take revenge on her fiancé.

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A man’s icy lips covered hers as he devoured her, giving her temporary respite from the heat. She reached out and flung her arms around his neck, sucking his lips greedily.
Loud moans and pants soon resounded around the room. Their shadows on the wall opposite overlapped with a burning passion.

As the light was dim, Charlotte couldn’t see the man’s face clearly. The only thing that occurred to her was how beastly he was in bed. He savagely took her until dawn.

Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Mr. Na–” the hotel manager blurted, but immediately held his tongue at a sharp, warning look from Zachary. Realizing that he had almost spilled the name “Mr. Nacht”, the manager let out a brisk cough before continuing, “Everything you asked for is ready, sir! Please have a good rest. Let me know anytime if there’s anything else you need.” 


At this, the manager retreated and even closed the door behind him. 


“Why did you bring me here?” Charlotte demanded as her eyes darted around in a panic. “What are you still trying to do… Ahh!” 


Before she could finish, her feet were swept off the ground abruptly. With a rough haul, Zachary threw her into the round bathtub filled with water. 


Splash! She flailed around for a moment as she struggled to sit up, and coughed out some water which she had choked on. 


Chapter 120 You Wench